There is an opening in the dark clouds just big enough for the sun to pour through my living room window. Knowing it won’t last long, I am trying to soak it up and pour out its warmth into the writing of this letter. We are expecting storms for the next few days and I am hoping they will limit themselves to the weather outside.
Sometimes Christmas itself can bring a storm of rushing, unrealistic expectations, or disappointment; qualities that were never intended to be a part of its character. They are a sad attempt to counterfeit the true character of Christmas which is love, joy, and peace.
It is the simplicity of a baby, birthed by a promise; God’s answer to the world’s crying question - “Where is God?” His answer came in Jesus. The Christmas baby born in a manger now lives in our hearts. His character is still love, joy, and peace; it does not change in changing circumstances. It is not affected by the storms of life. As I lose the sunshine behind the dark clouds, I will cling to this truth from His word, “I am the light of the world; he that follows me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life.” John 8:12
To those who are thirsty, He is the Living Water.
To those who are hungry, He is the Bread of Life.
To those who are lost, He is the Way, Truth, and Life.
To those who are in turmoil, He is the Prince of Peace.
To those who are sick, He is the Great Physician.
To those walking in darkness, He is the Light of Life.
He is everything we need!